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Authors: Marisa Chenery

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Neil didn’t
lower his firearm. “No way.”

“Then let go of
Derrick.”

“I’m not going
to do that either. You took my son away without telling me. I’m taking him with
me.” Neil waved the gun around once more.

In a streak of
black, Rhett launched himself at Neil from his side. He took her ex’s wrist in
his jaws and dragged the hand holding the gun down. He must have bit hard
enough to cause pain, because Neil let out a shriek.

Derrick jerked
out of his father’s hold and went to stand in front of him. “You’d better drop
the gun or Uncle Rhett will bite your hand off.”

“Uncle?” Neil
asked.

“Yes. And Grandpa
is standing on your other side.”

Brant had
silently moved in to Neil’s opposite side as Derrick had said. “I’d do what
Derrick said.” Jaimie took a step closer to her ex. “These wolves are mine and
Derrick’s family now. You cross them and you’ll find out how protective they
can be. I suggest you drop the gun, and once Rhett lets you go, if he wants to,
you leave and never come back. You’ll never get custody of Derrick, especially
after I tell a judge you tried to kidnap him. So what will it be, Neil? Will
you leave peacefully or lose a hand and maybe get some jail time?”

The gun dropped
to the ground with a thud. Jaimie wrapped her arms around Derrick and pulled
him away from Neil. The wolves opened a space in their circle. Her ex took off
at a run. She was positive that’d be the last time she saw him. If he was crazy
enough to return, there would be eight wolves to meet him, each one ready to
protect her and her son.

Gage’s brothers
and father shifted to their human forms. The men didn’t hold back on their
laughter.

Rhett came up to
Derrick and ruffled his hair. “I’d bite off his hand, huh?”

Derrick smiled.
“He was already afraid of you. He didn’t know you wouldn’t do it.”

“That was smart
thinking on your part. I think that earns you a wolf ride.”

Rhett shifted to
a wolf and lowered to his belly for Derrick to climb onto his back. Once he
did, Rhett took off in a loping stride through the trees, headed toward the
cabin. The others, except Gage, went wolf and followed, leaving Jaimie and her
mate alone.

Gage put his arm
around her shoulders and started them walking. “We’ll make a wolf out of
Derrick yet.”

“And he’ll
always be protected.”

“Just as you’ll
be.”

Jaimie wrapped
her arm around Gage’s waist and held him tight. Her life was now perfect. She’d
gone from being on the brink of death and losing everything to gaining a new
family and being free of cancer. She had years to look forward to. All because
she’d been fated to a wolf shifter.

 

The End

About the Author

 

Marisa Chenery was
always a lover of books, but after reading her first historical romance novel
she found herself hooked. Having inherited a love for the written word, she
soon started writing her own novels.

After trying her
hand at writing historicals, she now writes paranormals.

Marisa lives in
Ontario, Canada with her husband and four children. Check out Marisa’s website.
She would love to hear from you, so drop her an email while you’re there.

 

www.marisachenery.com

Also by Marisa Chenery

 

Mika’s Black
Cougar

 

The Wolf in the
Woods

 

Beowulf and
Roxie

 

Taryn’s Wolf

 

Seducing the
Wolf

 

Mated to a Wolf

 

His She-Wolf
Warrior

 

Roan’s Fall

 

Jager’s Mate

 

Leif’s Surrender

 

Skylar’s
Devotion

 

Jinx and Her
Werewolf

 

Love’s Nest

 

The Blue Lotus

 

Mahes

 

Mate for a King

 

Forever Claimed

 

Reluctantly His

 

The Chosen One

 

A Tournament
Knight

 

Century City

 

Werewolf
Defender

 

Wild Craving

 

A Simple Plan

 

Winter Craving

 

Kye’s Heart

 

Designs on a
Warrior

 

Wulf’s Den Boxed
Set

 

Dirk’s Love

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